After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 911

"Damn it! Wasn't he just a weak pianist? How can he drive so well?" A man in black inside the car behind couldn't help but curse as he watched the silver sports car desperately speeding away. "Move aside, let me handle this!"

Remembering what had just happened, the man in the driver's seat got out of his position with lingering fear and made way for him. "Be careful, Tiger."

Tiger stepped on the gas pedal and rushed towards Clare's sports car like crazy.

"Dare to race with me? Do you think you're Car God S?" Tiger gritted his teeth at the thought of their own car being rear-ended earlier. He exuded a dangerous and gloomy aura all over his body, quickly doubling their speed.

Clare's eyes were deep and piercing, emitting a strong sense of terror. He firmly pressed down on the accelerator underfoot and felt more calm as they crazily chased after them from behind.

Seeing that black vehicle about to catch up with them from behind, Clare suddenly slowed down. The black vehicle was moving too fast and soon passed by Clare's sports car. Clare looked at other two cars following closely in his rearview mirror before turning his steering wheel sharply to collide with that passing black vehicle which brushed past its side.

"Bang!"

The two vehicles collided heavily; then silver sports car plunged into a roadside barrier while that black vehicle spun rapidly across road flying off both those other two dark-colored cars aside.

Just then, Clare quickly started up his car engine again and drove off in opposite direction leaving those people far behind who they were exactly remained unknown until now...

"What? Did he jump into sea?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"Can any one of us swim?"

Several men dressed in black looked at each other helplessly before shaking their heads resignedly as they drove away.

The rain became heavier by each passing moment; light drizzle turned into heavy rainfall pouring onto sea surface.

Clare didn't know how long he had been swimming. He was exhausted, but he held onto the plastic file folder tightly in his arms.

sealed, but after being soaked in seawater for so long, it

that now. All he wanted was to get closer to the

icy seawater that clung to him like a vice. Suddenly,

kept pouring into his nose and mouth. His consciousness began to fade away as he thought desperately.

tied down by countless large stones; he was so tired that there wasn't an ounce of strength left

of arms supported

and slowly opened his eyes only to see a familiar beautiful face staring back at him - Mollie! She held onto Clare's waist with both hands while kicking her legs hard in the water trying her best to pull him up above sea level so that he could

is

Am I dreaming?

while holding Clare tightly as

wasn't a weak woman; she had trained with Clare at Air Force Base for

tightly because without it, Clare would have

causing Mollie not caring about wiping off all of the water on her face before shouting loudly.

speedboat into the sea immediately upon hearing Mollie's call for help; they swam towards them quickly until they reached their location where everyone worked together tirelessly until finally pulling Clare out of danger's way back up on

weakly on deck gasping heavily for air, while Mollie knelt beside him saying. "Let me help you get rid of all this saltwater from your lungs first,

started pressing hard on Clare's chest, forcing

comfortable now as he took in a deep breath of fresh air, sitting up from

down relentlessly, soaking

and black pants that clung tightly

tightened as he felt a burning sensation in his stomach. His cold

staring at her like this. His voice hoarse, he asked,

in black lurking around searching for something or someone. I thought you might be in danger so I brought some people along just

followed her

back on what she had seen earlier on the speedboat made her heart skip

dark figure floating helplessly on the water's surface from afar but

hesitation, she jumped into the water to

tightly while they were both wrapped up in one large towel aboard, an empty speedboat with only basic first aid supplies available; Mollie knew that if

possible, since

arms, as if he was